The sniper

I don't have a name to give you

and I will never know yours .

I am the eye that draws the shade

of the afterlife .

The cross that appears on a forehead 

bears the sign of the redeemer.

When I enter a house ,

I don't see any pictures 

on the bare wall ,

just angles and dark corners,

a cold teddy on the bed 

hides a danger ...

I don't know what pleasure is .

Everything mathematics .

  A child ?

Silhouette gloved in a hand grenade .

A woman ?

An alarm goes off in my head .

  An old man ?

Definitely a disguise .

I'm not here to judge ,

but to follow the procedure.

Neither hate nor love .

I do what I was taught to do .

No one disturbs my night 

and my sleep is dreamless .

Those who dream die faster .

Don't think I'm afraid .

Fear is for those who doubt .

I clean the chessboard 

of its fools and horsemen .

But I don't play .

 I am just a function 

that does not ask question 

that have no answer 

and I do the job properly...

 You are a poet perched on a cloud

passing through my aimer .

And you don't have the power 

to make it rain ..